Ming Mo wiped the sweat off his forehead; the heat in the Capital during this season was unbearable.
His chest felt stuffy, even channeling his Inner Strength felt like a drop in the ocean.
Looking at the dense grape vines, there was a patch of cool shade underneath.
Ming Mo quickly walked a few steps to the shade, and a cool breeze hit, making him sigh.
Wintergreen, who was fanning Gu Chengyu nearby, smiled at Ming Mo, then shook her head.
Ming Mo understood Wintergreen's meaning, guessing that the master was asleep at the moment.
But he had something to report, so he hesitated, unsure whether to disturb the master.
"What is it?" Gu Chengyu opened her slightly closed eyes and looked at Ming Mo.
Her hazy peach blossom eyes were almost intoxicated, and the corners of her bright red lips slightly curved, making Wintergreen's face even redder.
Her master was truly good-looking; she couldn't imagine that there was such a handsome person in the world.
